Right on Target

This time the penalty area experience lasted for 24 hours, which means that Su Heting's body in reality has not eaten or drunk for 24 hours. He was hungry, and his hands and feet were cold and numb from sitting for a long time.

Although the eldest sister had doubts about Su Heting, she didn't treat him harshly, and her dinner was the familiar soybean rice. Su Heting didn't like it, but it was quite a good meal. He always ate instant noodles when he stayed in Tongzilou.

Su Heting devoured the soybean meal, replenishing energy in time is very important to him, maybe he will need to fight in the next second, not to be hungry is Su Heting's basic requirement for himself.

The monk looked very sad: "Eat slowly, there is still enough." After he finished speaking, he laughed at himself, "I still have the right to give you food."

"What about my big plate chicken?" Su Heting poked his heart with words.

The monk was dumbfounded, and said after a while: "Where can I find so many chickens for you! I borrowed the potatoes from someone last time. It's good to eat, so don't think about the big chicken anymore."

Su Heting ate quickly, and drank three glasses of water after a few minutes. After solving the problem of hunger, he let out a long sigh of relief. He didn't see the head of the eldest sister, and there was only the monk in front of him. He met the concerned eyes of Shang Monk, with evil intentions emerging, and began to say again: "How many hours can the undercover you sent to the punishment area last at most?"

The monk hesitated to speak.

"I figured it out," Su Heting said persuasively, "I spent five hours for the first time, twenty-four hours for the second time, and thirty hours for the third time? Even if my consciousness can stay in the punishment zone The body can support it, but the body can’t.”

"No," the monk thought Su Heting was really scared, and comforted him, "It's only thirty hours at most."

-understood.

Su Heting thought to himself.

Xing Tian's method of entering the penalty area is really immature, and he has not yet developed a nutrition tank like a farm, which cannot allow people to be online for a long time, so undercover agents must go offline regularly to replenish energy.

"Speaking of which, I haven't seen any other undercover agents," Su Heting said, "are they all killed by inspectors?"

The monk pinched his square chin, and was also a little confused, but he didn't get lost for too long, but waved his hand, as if to drive Su Heting away: "Didn't you say it last time? He killed them all, leaving no one behind. The detective System," the monk also regarded the inspector as an investigation system, "Don't look at him as a human, he is still a system in essence. Can you reason with the system? They just want to dominate the new world and enslave all mankind."

"But it's weird." Su Heting leaned forward and touched the edge of the table, his unreformed black pupil was full of doubts, "According to what you said, the punishment area should be full of humans. Otherwise, the system is enslaving Who? They rely on the penalty area."

"There are human beings in the punishment area, but most of them are NPCs disguised by the system." The monk was a little helpless to this question, and answered very far-fetchedly, "In order to make the punishment area realistic, they can do anything. You Don't be fooled, I told you last time, if you meet a real person in the penalty area, we will send you a text message."

The monk's statement and the inspector team's statement contradicted each other, and someone on both sides was lying, but the monk's answer was not like a fake.

Su Heting asked: "How long have you and eldest sister been involved in this matter?"

"It's not meddling, it's just being assigned." The monk looked serious, not wanting to lie, "Half a month."

Su Heting pushed away the bowls and chopsticks, very upset: "Huh?" He raised his voice, "Then you two pretended to be in charge of this matter last time, so it didn't belong to you two before?"

"We worked very hard too," the monk didn't understand Su Heting's displeasure, "We memorized the materials all night after receiving this task, especially the eldest sister, who put a lot of thought into it."

That's not the point.

Su Heting immediately asked: "Then have you two met the undercover before?"

The monk "tsk": "They are all dead, where are we going to meet? Look at the information, our Xingtian information is very detailed, it is different from your Black Panther, we..."

Information can be falsified.

Su Heting is almost sure.

Xing Tian sent undercover agents to the penalty area not only to find Jue, they must have done something else to make the inspector kill them, and even went all out to track them down, not letting any one go. It's a pity that the inspector also briefly mentioned this matter and did not disclose more information to him.

Su Heting recalled the first time he went online, the inspector's killing intent was real, so real that he still has lingering fears. What made the inspector change his attitude, is it because of the time-limited hunting?

"...Xing Tian is an organization with ideals. I have always believed in this. We and the Black Panther, no, I am not deliberately provoking, but only the Black Panther can be compared with Xing Tian. We and the Black Panther are fundamentally different. Similarly, I must correct your prejudice against Xing Tian, ​​Xing Tian will never appear..."

"Yes, yes," Su Heting prevaricated the old man, "Xing Tian is a new world organization with lofty ideals, which is different from our decadent old world military special forces, the Black Panthers."

"It's like this," the monk said with a straight face, and educated Su Heting, "Amitabha, I wanted to tell you a long time ago, Xiao Su—"

Su Heting said, "Who are you calling?"

"I call you, you are young, aren't you just a 'Xiao Su'? Xiao Su," the monk said seriously, "Don't be influenced by the wrong values ​​in the past. Many rules of the Black Panther are not advisable, such as your Ai Qi structure , it doesn't fit—"

Su Heting was speechless, but raised his hand to interrupt the old man: "It's an Eskimo structure①."

Su Heting actually doesn't remember much, especially the previous ones. He knew that he had worked for the Black Panther, and he found out during the information check of the Colosseum. Before that, he had only a vague impression of it. For this reason, he went to check the black panther's information.

The Black Panther is a special unit of the old world military. This team is commanded by the war mad Fu Chenghui. It believes in the Eskimo structure and divides its members into "leading dogs" and "power dogs". Those at the top are called "leading dogs" and enjoy the excellent resources in the team, while those at the bottom are "power dogs" who can only eat leftovers from the leading dogs. They will spy on each other for tasks and tests, kill each other, and have no friendship with each other.

"It's very inhumane," the monk recalled at this point, "I heard that the selection criteria for the Black Panthers are all for anti-social perverts... Your serial number is 7-006, right?"

The higher the number of the Panther, the higher the risk of the member itself.

Su Heting had already forgotten how this number was obtained. He met the monk's complex eyes, and was silent for a while, and said in a very humble tone, "Yes, isn't it amazing?"

The monk had an expression of "If you don't learn well, I will bring you back to the right path".

"Xing Tian isn't that big of a deal," Su Heting said, "Are you being polite to the stitchers?"

Although the monk still had a straight face, his imposing manner was already half a head short.

"It's half a catty," Su Heting reached out and patted the monk's shoulder, "I'm leaving."

The monk was alert: "Where are you going?"

"Go back to sleep," Su Heting wondered, "I haven't finished my vacation yet."

"No, you have to live here." The monk pointed to his feet, indicating that Su Heting could not go out, "Did you forget? The three-day period that the elder sister said has not yet come."

"You mean," Su Heting said, "I have to be a prisoner for the remaining two days before the eldest sister can handle Wei Zhixin?"

"It's for your safety," the monk continued to fold his arms, "The little boss Wei..." He thought of Viper's arrogant and stinking behavior, "I'm having a fight with you, kid. It's best for you two not to meet until the matter is resolved."

"This is the big boss?" Su Heting sneered, "Losing a game is so motivating."

"It takes a lot of money to raise a slam king," the monk honestly told Su Heting the results of his research in the past few days. ...Do you understand? This is a game, and when everyone goes all-in on Titan, Titan should lose."

Wei Zhi's new Titan doesn't just want him to win all the way, but also wants to control the gambling in the Colosseum and earn other people's jumping money. Wei Zhixin has so many splicing bodyguards, and he can play games with just a Viper, but there is a reason why he is so obsessed with Titan and King Shen.

"You made him suffer," said the monk. "The Titan you spent so much money on has not yet been used, and King Shen has also been destroyed by you. Do you think he hates you?"

"As I said earlier, betting on cats, you don't lose any money you make." Su Heting pushed back his chair boredly, "It's a crooked way to play a game."

The monk looked at the time, got up and said, "It's almost time, you should rest."

"Right here?"

"Someone will move the bed in soon, and the bathroom next door will be open all night," the monk worried, "Don't run around in the middle of the night, the corridors are all on duty."

Su Heting didn't move: "Give me back the phone first."

The monk took out his mobile phone from his pocket and threw it to him: "Go to bed early."

Su Heting waited for the monk to leave before turning on the machine.

This mobile phone is old and antique, and it takes a long time to respond when it is turned on.

Su Heting opened the text message, and saw the messages of the hermit and the beauty, and some miscellaneous advertisements of the trading field. He was thinking about Viper's remodeled eye, so he went online to check it out. There were quite a few people paying attention, but few offered a price.

The stuff was good, but because of Wei Zhixin's face, few people dared to buy it.

Su Heting scrolled down and saw a comment.

Asura: Sell it? I want.

The comment was left by Su Heting before entering the penalty area.

Su Heting replied: Still there? Sell.

It was almost eleven o'clock at the moment, and Su Heting originally didn't report his hope, but the other party replied to him after a few seconds.

Ashura: Contact me.

Su Heting added according to the account number left by the other party, but who knows that the search result is "this friend has been added". He moved his thumb away and saw that the friend's note was "Thank you pillow book".

Su Heting:?

Su Heting: Asura is you?

Xie Zhenshu: Yes.

Su Heting: Do you dislike Wei Zhixin?

Su Heting: Wait, why not when taking a bath?

Xie Zhenshu's reply was two seconds late: Where are you?

Su Heting didn't return.

As if realizing that my question has crossed the line, Xie Zhenshu sent another one: =w=

Su Heting:.

Su Heting: Your account has been hacked?

The author has something to say:

① Eskimo structure: Eskimos took advantage of the exclusivity of animals and divided sled dogs into two levels: collar dogs and force dogs. The lead dog runs ahead, and it enjoys many privileges, such as eating alone, having the best kennels all to itself, and never being beaten; They **** food, live in dwellings together, and are often whipped. Ligou resented the generous treatment enjoyed by the leading dog, and always wanted to catch up and bite him. — Criminology: A Sociological Understanding